@ZackTeibloom A crash like this proves that you don’t need to do anything more than just show up at the venue. It truly is that simple. Freelance Whales and Miniature Tigers were playing a sold-out show at the ND just down the street from me. I had Meg on the inside letting me know it was a square stamp on the right hand the size of a quarter with a blotch in the middle. First things first, I didn’t have my ID. I mean, I had it, but it expired on my birthday and two failed DMV attempts (grr Veterans Day) left me without valid ID. I dropped Meg at the door and drove back to see if I could dig up my passport from a drawer overflowing with festival guide books, magazines and wristbands.
I come back home to see @Shiftywhiteguy engrossed in his NBA 2K11 Pacers season on Xbox and he seems disappointed in me that I’ve returned so soon. Not to worry. I dig up the passport and head back. I quickly stamp my hand in the car and it’s barely registering. It may be time for a new stamp. This thing has carried me for three years, but I have to get it wet just to make any kind of mark. I attempt a small square on my right hand with a blob in the middle and head in. The set-up inside is a door guy right at the door who is just checking ID’s and giving you the stamp. OK this is important. I didn’t need any kind of stamp, just the passport. He stamps over my feeble stamp and it’s on to round two. One guy checking a will call list and a second guard blocking the entrance.
Miniature Tigers are a song or two into their set and no one else is walking in, so it’s just me and these two guards. I decide I might as well try the “I’m on the guest list” trick. I glance at the list and consider saying one of the names that isn’t crossed off yet, but he’s half reaching for my passport, so that doesnt’ seem wise. I just say “Teibloom” and he confirms I am not on the guest list. “Are you on the guest list or will call?” “Ummm.” “Did you pay for a ticket?” “Oh, I’m with Freelance Whales.” He half heartedly looks at the guest list, and just waves me on in. I’m not saying he was high and didn’t care, but I did see him putting in eye drops later.
Did I do anything smooth in this entire transaction? Not in the slightest. It was just commitment to the bit. And not even a bit at that. Just literally be standing near a venue and unless it’s an expensive sold-out show like The Strokes and Stubbs decides to be super strict, you’ll just find yourself inside. Just go to the venue.